Pretty Little Lady [Slow Updates]

Love bites.

He kissed me deeply as my back hit the bed and my hands flew into his hair. The kiss was getting more and more heated by the second.

"Ouch," I hissed when he slapped my ass pretty hard. He said he wants to teach me a little lesson for not listening to him. "What'd I do, Steve?" I asked.

"You didn't listen."

"Listen to w-" he covered my mouth and began peppering my jaw with light kisses while straddling my waist.

His kisses trailed down to my neck and he slowly began kissing it with open mouthed kisses. A muffled moan was heard and my hand began softly pulling at the sheets.

"I saw the way those men were looking at you," was this guy delusional? "And I told you not to speak to any of them but you seemed to have a friendly conversation with all of them who said hello to you-"

"Are you crazy?" His smirk never left as he licked down to my breast and left a lingering kiss at the top of my right boob.

"I'ma have these legs shakin' all night," he mumbled in my ear and I bit my lip as time went pass and my clothes slowly started to leave my body. "Why do you do this to me?"

Before I could speak he took my pierced nipple into his mouth and softly sucked. A squeal left my mouth as my hand flew into his hair.

"I'm not doing anything to you."

"Lies," he looked me in the eyes and I blushed. "You're driving me mad, I'm never the one to be pinned down but..." He trailed off with a sigh then attached his lips on to mine.

My heart was literally not in my body anymore and it was getting hard to breath.

His hands skillfully went behind my back to unhook my bra. When it was off he began molding my breast and teasingly running his thumb over my hardened nipple.

"I'm not meaning to do that I just really like you and..." He pinched my nipple and I whined. "I-I just want a relationship with you."

He smiled kissing in between my breast then sucking my nipple then finally kissing down my stomach.

"Well these marks will show everyone that you're mine," my eyes grew wide as I gasped. "Don't be scared they're just-"

"Love bites?"

"I was going to say hickey's but that sounds better." I looked down and saw that I was covered in them. They looked like someone punched me hard with a baby fist.

"Steve, stop," I pushed him away and sat up while looking over the bruises. They were on my collar bone, breast, stomach, and even though I couldn't see them I felt them on my neck. "That's not fair." I frowned.

I looked at him to see him smiling at me and crawling closer.

"I would've given you more and some on your thighs but you pushed me off." I rolled my eyes and blushed when I noticed I was only in my pink boy shorts.

"Do you have some type of daddy kink or something?" I sized him up while crawling off the bed ignoring the feeling of his fingers running against my treasure.

"Hm, why do you ask, sexy?"

I looked at him and the longer I stared at him the more I saw how handsome he was and the more I remembered that he was mine.

"Because you're always making jokes about it and-- where's my shirt?" I cut my self off after clamping my bra back on.

"Fuck the shirt, stay like that," I blushed but nodded and sat on the bed. "I guess you could say I have a daddy kink but it's more of a dominance thing. You don't have to call me daddy...all the time or anything but you do have to know who's boss."